I’ll admit it, sometimes I am a wuss and a worrier. That is exactly why I had not tried stand up paddle boarding or SUP yet even though my mother has had a board for over a year. She always kind of hinted that I should try, but after I pointed out numerous times how clumsy I am (I have scars from falling off flat surfaces when running, let alone a moveable board on the water) she dropped it. Luckily one day T, my marathon training buddy, saw the carrier on top of my mom’s car and want to know what it was for. I explained my mom had a SUP board and had been encouraging me to try. T was excited right away (she is captain athletic, and plays pretty much every sport). That was it, time for me to be brave. What was the worst that could happen? I fly into the water a ton of times? I can swim, no big deal. I embarrass myself like crazy? I was going with my mom and my two best friends, they already know what a hot mess I am.
So we made a girls morning of it. It is still almost 90 here in Charleston so it seemed like a fun outdoor activity to try. I will admit I was still concerned as I walked up to the lake carrying the board. I worried that my balance would be horrible and I would spend the whole time trying to get back on the board after flying off and never really get to enjoy it. The first time up (see pictures) I took it very slow, shook a lot, and was sure I was going to crash in (I didn’t) before I got my balance down, but by the time I finished I could get on and off the board like a champ without worrying about tipping over. I had the best time! It was super fun and actually really mellow and relaxing. I’d love to try it again. Especially since running is out of the picture for a while.
P.S.- One of the bravest parts of this experience was not trying to get on and off the SUP with my horrible balance, but asking my best friend to take pictures for the blog. As I am sure you have noticed you never see pictures of me in something as skimpy as this bikini. That is because I try to stay pretty covered up most of the time (sunscreen queen) and I feel more comfortable that way. In truth it took me many years, and actually wasn’t until I became a runner and realized what it was capable of, to be happy with my body. I am still not perfect and I have many health, fitness, and weight loss goals left. However, I have made so much progress from where I started. Why not be proud of that? I may not look like a fit model (and probably never will because I love my hips), but I am happy with me. Therefore, it was time to be doubly brave and let you all see the pictures.